THURSDAY JUNE 16TH, 2011
("I'll kneel.")

12:45 AM
What? Where’s.. I mean..
I’m at the marketplace. Mistress isn’t here.
Dammit. I need her.
There aren’t even any of her puppets around here.
Okay. I’ll leave her a message.
I’m gonna ask her out.

(A page is torn from the journal.)

1:34 AM
Back home. Guess all I can do now is wait.
Again.

3:09 AM
For some reason, I don’t think she’ll get back to me tonight. I’m goin’ to sleep.

1:42 PM
I dreamt of fire and an eternity of having dangerous objects rammed spiders crawling down and up my throat, all while Mistress made my limbs dance with the strings conveniently located inside all my joints.
I really fucking hope I don’t mess this up.

2:36 PM
Banging on the door!
Kay, try to look smart, Jordan. Keep yourself together. Here goes nothing.

2:38 PM
Miiistr—oh. It’s a puppet.
“The Mistress wants to see you.”

3:00 PM
There she is, on her throne like usual, Miiiistreeeess! ..oh, yes, ma’am. I’ll kneel.
"I want to know why you wrote a note to me, like that."
It's simple, really! I'm a hopeless romantic! I thought you'd appreciate it written on a note. :3
"..aren't you just the cutest little thing? I would love to discuss a date and place, and I admit I'd been waiting for my adorable little pet to ask me out. On a date! I haven't been able to stop going over and over this note, I love the idea of it! You want me! You actually... I mean, of course you do! And you picked such an outstandingly cute way to ask out a goddess."
Right!
So!
Date and time, location? I was thinking, maybe, uh.. Friday at eight? At the steak and grill restaurant over by my place.
"'Friday at eight.' It's oh so romantic... oh, here!"
threw something downTRILBY
MY HAT
"I hope you appreciate the fact I've been sitting on that hat this whole time. I know how much you love that."
Why, thank you. I do appreciate that. :D (to the point I might just gag.)
"And you'll get little Tiger Stripes on Friday too, after the foreplay. You and your adorable little plastic guitar... I'm so proud of you, dorky little you, working up such courage. I raised you right. I hope that, one day, you and I can rule Rapture together. Well... specifically, I can rule both you and Rapture, but I'd keep you safe from any other baddies who wanted to hurt you. The White Jester, prince of all the world! Pet for his queen…"
..right.
Right!
Um..
she's gazing at me.
o..okay. I'm going now!
See you Friday!
At eight!
Mistress!

3:38 PM
Oh my god I’m going to throw up I mean she’s dominant and all but she’s.. there’s something about her that I really can’t.. like.

4:02 PM
Okay, I need to go to that restaurant again.

5:43 PM
Kay, nommed, and now it’s time to plan this out for real, now that I know that this is seriously gonna happen.
The kitchen’s layout is average-sized. One huge table in the middle; I’ll clear that for the actual plan. Two tables by the left and right walls, table by the wall closest to the exit, but the wall furthest from the exit is taken up by a series of ovens, including the B-4000k in the middle, about the length of the mid-table. Freezer over to the left, restroom to the right.

7:29 PM
Looks like, once again, I just need to wait. Guess I’ll nom a bit more.

9:34 PM
Home now.

9:45 PM
I’m too fucking anxious. I’m gonna rest up. I’m gonna try to rest up. Big day tomorrow.
I mean, hell.
It’s my first date.

(Attached: “The B-4000k Oven was named by Leroy Breecrest, who isn’t exactly known for coming up with good names. He named his son Bryan.”)